A Song for my Pal Donnie Trump

Help Me Fake It Through The Fright

I take the cheetos from my hair,
Shake it loose and let it fall,
Layin’ soft upon my chin.
Like the crumblies in the hall.
I fall down on the floor till the early morning light
All I’m takin’ is your time (and your country).
Help me fake it through the fright.

I don’t care what’s right or wrong, I don’t try to understand.
Let Vladimir Putin take tomorrow.
Lord, tonight I need a fiend.
Yesterday is dead and gone and tomorrow’s out of sight.
And it’s sad to be alone.
Help me fake it through the fright.

I don’t care what’s right or wrong, (I really don’t!)
I don’t try to understand.
Let the Democrats take tomorrow.
Lord, tonight I need a fiend.
Yesterday is dead and gone and tomorrow’s out of sight.
Lord, it’s bad to be alone.
Help me fake it through the fright.

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